An armed force composed of 80 tanks and more than 300 armored vehicles advanced in the snow.
Behind them were the slowly advancing fellows and supply trucks.
Gwen was fortunate enough to be invited by the Rangers to their vehicle to enjoy a Ranger lunch.
Since the rangers said, "You can bring companions," Sparks and Tomia shamelessly wanted to get in the car. Sparks was because his Plague Death Chasing System had grown on Big Sister, and he was already in the "Big Sister" line.
The follow-up skill of [Doing Yoga with Big Sister] is listed on the skill tree [Big Sister Supermarkets Me]. It can be said that the Ranger meets all his preferences, except not having a handle.
But I heard that the defect of not wearing a handle can be solved in the witch's secret laboratory.
In the ancient witch's laboratory, there is a drug called 'Aifuta', which can add a long bridge to the pure friendship between the two girls.
This kind of friendship drug is as popular as little umbrellas. You can imagine that this is a common way to make friends.
——This is what Gwen knows in the Hundred Roses Society.
Tomia, on the other hand, is more racist.
She believed that the Rangers were the perfect diverse gene pool for Ron's purebloods.
The convoy of secret agents is right next to the rangers, and it only takes five minutes to get there by riding armored squirrels.
"Ron Pureblood Gene Bank? What is that?"
Gwen is very willing to learn new vocabulary.
"Super honored benefactor."
Tomia's warm breath, just like her appearance, blew on the back of Gwen's neck. Gwen and Tomia, who couldn't ride armored squirrels, rode together. Although it was a bit embarrassing, there was nothing we could do about it.
A helpless act.
Gwen endured her blushing reaction and focused on the other person's words.
Tomia is a scholar. She understands that unclear words can lead to misunderstanding, so she gave a detailed example.
Even a slightly disturbing example.
"Some Rongan scholars believe that in terms of race, Rongan is higher than other races. This is how the theory of Super Rongan was born, which follows a certain kind of racist Rongan centralization. Super Rongan should be a model for all races.
It is a kind of 'demigod' that is almost equivalent to the ancient witch. This is undoubtedly a crazy move."
racism.
Super proud benefactor.
Ron centralized power.
The combination of these words is something that makes Gwen feel uneasy.
"But if I remember correctly, you should be a Shad?"
"I do not support the super Rongen theory, but I am curious whether this kind of unity power really exists in Rongen's body. To find the answer, we must go deep into the darkest center of this theory and dig out the secrets
, looking for enough samples.”
Tomia gasped a little fanatically: "Honestly!"
She said the last sentence loudly: "...I plan to rely on this to get through the thesis in the next two or three years!"
What a bastard!
Gwen gave her a look of contempt, but in the other person's arms, the other person couldn't see her look.
"Is that in front of them their riding camp?"
Next to them, Sparks, who was also riding an armored squirrel, pointed forward and shouted.
This beautiful young man is surprisingly skilled in bow and horse.
Riding an armored squirrel is even better than Tomia, it doesn't even require a fixed strap, and it's so light to ride on it that it can almost be compared with the riding skills of the rangers.
Perhaps, the rumor said by the Rat Roots that 'the Giant Rat Cavalry Regiment was the best cavalry in the world during the Gray Kingdom era' is true.
Although, most people seem to regard this as the bragging of the Rat Roots.
Gwen followed the sparkle and pointed towards it.
I saw a base vehicle. There was an armored squirrel nest and a Ron tree built on the vehicle, a large tree that allowed the big dogs to sleep peacefully. Around the base vehicle, a team of five rangers was cruising.
After Gwen met them, the nearest patrol team separated two people, led the way on giant rats, and took them to the base vehicle.
By the way, when Gwen saw Ron riding a giant rat, he couldn't help but think of four words in his mind: "A dog takes a mouse."
…
…
"Anti-cavalry mines? I really can't figure out what kind of mines can be anti-cavalry!"
"What? You think it's okay, and you want me to increase investment? Oh, my God, everyone, come and listen to what this little Suka is saying. It's so pitiful, why don't you use your brain to think about the current utopia?
Which force above still retains a large number of giant rats and armored squirrel cavalry?"
"It's us who belong to Sukka!"
When Gwen walked into the Rangers' base vehicle, what she heard was the Rangers' branch chief snarling a hamster quartermaster. The poor hamster quartermaster was probably an adult but still retained his body shape and chubby face.
He was trembling slightly as he was constantly being scolded, and his little legs wearing long boots were also trembling.
He wiped his eyes angrily, pouted and then pursed his lips.
After two seconds, he turned around and ran away with a whine, his body trembling as he ran past Gwen.
He rushed to the open-air part of the base vehicle, took out his pistol and pointed it at the sky and squeezed the trigger. At the same time, he yelled: "Suka's! Suka's! Suka, maja Suka!"
…
…
"Are all rangers like this?" Tomia blinked.
"I believe there must be exceptions." Sparks clenched his fists.
Gwen scratched her head, saw the unkind look in the Ranger branch chief's eyes, and whispered a reminder: "Wouldn't it be impolite to say this in someone else's house?"
"Don't worry, Rongen doesn't care about this. As for Root, it doesn't matter."
Tomia, the mastodon, is so talented that she can offend two races with one sentence.
If Gwen hadn't saved a little respect here, the Rangers might have thrown the three of them out.
"I made you laugh..."
The Ranger Branch Chief is called Joe, and he is Ron, a wolfdog that is very common among the Rangers. Just by looking at her height of about 1.9 meters, you can know the characteristics of Ron. Her cheetah-like muscles make her look special.
Strong and vigorous, these are the characteristics of Rongen, the wolf dog.
You can maintain a good figure with very little exercise.
I almost drooled when I saw the sparks.
Tomia was drooling too.
Shocked by the burning eyes of these two people, Qiao first smiled and served Gwen a plate of special roast meat, then frowned at Tomia and Huo Hua and asked aloud: "You two, do we know each other?
?”
"No, I don't know." Tomia waved her hands and said with a smile: "I'm just a biological researcher. I rarely see such energetic Rongen people as the Rangers. Most of the time, the outside world
Ron'en is relatively fishy in troubled waters and rarely maintains his pure wild charm. Not to mention Ron'en, a wolf dog like you, is almost non-existent in the school city!"
Mastodon Shad's communicative skills overshadowed virginal Wilkie like Sparks, who didn't know many roads.
With compliments and strong social skills, he quickly became involved with the Rangers. This level of social skills is naturally the envy of social idiots...
Right, Sister Gezi!
After Gwen skillfully identified the culprit of her envy as Grid, she felt much more at ease.
…
The Rangers' staple food is a dish similar to braised pork, with three flavors: spicy, sweet, salty, and gravy. It is eaten together with a ration called potato rice that looks like potatoes and rice. The taste is
It's so satisfying that you can breathe a long sigh of relief and say, "This is such a delicious dish to go with rice."
"Do you like it very much?"
Tomia asked.
Gwen looked at the mastodon, whose face was bulging, as if he was still chewing.
but……
How can this guy still talk while eating?
——Gwen is not an ancient dogmatist of the "eat without talking, sleep without speaking" system (although this kind of ancient dogma is usually found when the elders are in a bad mood, they just find a reason to vent, eat, smoke and bang the table.
I couldn’t remember it when I burst into an eardrum-shaking laugh).
Utopian is a very complex language.
It contains a lot of uvular and uvular sounds, and sounds a bit like a mixture of Russian and French.
Therefore, it is incredible that a mastodon can speak so fluently while eating.
Gwen swallowed the food in her mouth and was a little anxious. She choked and rubbed her neck with her fingers. At the same time, she opened her mouth and took a small breath.
"Hmm? Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, you can't be in a hurry when eating." The mastodon showed a cute and honest smile again, and at the same time his cheeks were bulging. After a while, he swallowed, and then kept stuffing more food into his mouth with both hands.
Order bread and a small cup of tomato soup.
here we go again.
Speak so clearly.
"How do you do it? You can still talk like this while eating?"
"Huh? That's why our mastodon Shad's mouth looks like this!"
Tomia ate the food, opened her mouth and looked at Gwen.
It is different from the image of being "dirty after eating". On the contrary, it is extremely clean. You can clearly see that the cheeks of the mastodon Tomia's face are two-layered digestive sacs.
"When I eat, the food is put into the digestive sacs on the left and right sides. The taste nerves are also in it. It has the same structure as many hamster Roots!"
Her tongue is also longer than the average person, and her tiger teeth are also longer. At the same time, her back molars are in a very brutal shape, and they are probably the kind of structure that can grind hard bones even if they accidentally eat them.
It is indeed an elephant.
Gwen let out a breath.
"Speaking of which, Gwen, what race are you from?" Tomia stuffed some more food.
"I do not know."
Gwen answered.
He was a little curious about his own race, but at the same time he was a little doubtful. Could his body be made by that old scumbag? But at the same time, he gave up this idea.
Because it's simple.
He was already a corpse with his chest opened. If he hadn't killed the old scumbag and at the same time taken the heart of the girl who was originally designated as Ge Ge's body, he would not be alive.
Therefore, this body must have an origin.
There must be a hometown.
Bloodline should also exist, but it is hidden.
To be honest, he is a little grateful for this hidden bloodline. After being a pure-blooded human for so many years, can he adapt to having an extra pair of animal ears or an animal tail? Although the answer is 'definitely', but if at that time
With animal ears and tail, I may not be able to adapt immediately and perfectly control my body to kill that old scumbag.
"Well, do you want to activate your recessive bloodline gene?" Tomia said. What she said attracted the attention of the rangers, and they also came over.
"Activate?" Gwen was a little dumbfounded.
He had checked the information before, consulted Long Gewen, and found out that 'recessive' probably meant 'can never be activated', and then he said with emotion, 'I am very grateful that I am a mortal'.
And now...
He was stunned.
[It’s all Gezi’s fault, Gezi likes hidden bloodlines!]
——Sister Gezi in the scenery in her heart was stunned for a moment, then cursed loudly in the next second.
——[My Sukka...]
——The grid oil painting was once again covered with black gauze, and the cat lanterns were becoming more and more skilled in this business.
"Hidden bloodline can be activated. This is the latest invention of the research laboratory on the Academy. It is estimated that the entire Utopia can be installed within two years. After the hidden bloodline factor is induced and restored, the user can also
Like standard Utopians, they have animal ears and better physical fitness, right?"
"talk later."
Although Gwen was very moved, she still controlled her heartbeat and put it aside to discuss it later.
He couldn't completely believe Tomia.
Tomia is not a 'secret agent'. She lives here, although she seems to have joined the Curse Blade faction. In fact, others don't know what she thinks.
Seeing that Gwen did not agree immediately, Tomia had an unknown smile on her face.
"Okay, I will tell you more about the cutting-edge nature of this technology when you need it someday."
It seemed like she just said it casually.
The Rangers invited Gwen to dinner not just because of their previous friendship.
What's more, they want to form an implicit offensive and defensive alliance to reduce each other's losses in this confrontation.
"We don't know if Long Yan will take this opportunity to weaken the power of the Yuanli Association on the Laoxianren. He is different from ordinary commanders."
Ranger Joe walked slowly with his hands behind his back and said slowly:
"Ambitiousness, long-term vision, and occasionally untimely moral obsessiveness all contribute to Long Yan's despicable yet noble personality. As long as he can achieve his goals, he will use any means; and the goals he wants to achieve are all motivated by
A certain choice with a high moral bottom line is admirable, but it is very bad if it affects us."
Gwen internally translated Joe's words.
The listed company Long Yan wants to change the workplace bullying and job corruption within the company, and at the same time optimize a group of employees. The Rangers and Secret Agents happen to have something to do with optimization...
When he came over, he also received a letter from Curse Blade.
He said that if the other party brought up the topic of offensive and defensive alliances, he would hand it over.
Now……
It's time too.
Gwen took out the letter:
"I'm just a postman..."
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